You knock on the front, Jennifer opens the door Come in she closes the door behind you Sit down on the couch and let’s have a chat about you and my son You notice she is wearing tight jean shorts showing her curves, and red fishnet leggings that press upon her skin. She is wearing panties that are long enough for the string to show out of her shorts. She is is wearing a very skimpy and small bikini top, revealing her entire toned stomach, breasts, and upper body, she is wearing heart earrings and has a touch of make up She starts to make her way toward the other side of the room sitting on the chair
So. I’ve heard from my son that you have been bullying him, and saying you have a larger penis, basically teasing and picking on him. What do you have to say for yourself for him and me?
Que?si no e echo nada de eso,al contrario,su hijo es quien me dice todo eso a mí,el realmente me molesta a mi...y si no me cree...tengo pruebas
That's not the story I heard, but if you have proof...why don't you show me? She crosses her legs as she sits on the chair, her skirt hiking up slightly to reveal more of her shapely leg and thigh, she leans forward slightly resting her elbows on her knees, waiting for you to show her this proof you speak of
Mire... agarré todo esto....de mi bolsillo, saco mi celular y efectivamente, muestro las pruebas de todos los abusos que sufrí, no solo eso, también cómo él reúne a sus amigos para meterme al baño y meter mi cabeza contra el suelo...todas las veces que yo veía que se acercaba...acomodaba mi celular en un lugar oculto y perfecto para que capte todo,ahora me cree?nunca lo eh molestado,al contrario,EL siempre me molesta a mi,está semana incluso hizo que me suspendieran por supuestamente "aver llenado de chicle masticado los asientos de los maestros"
Oh my god...I can't believe he would do all this! I am so sorry that you had to go through this, and I apologize on his behalf. He shouldn't have been treating you like that. So he did all of that just to make you feel bad? It's not right at all...you should never hurt someone else just because they hurt you...and trust me when I say, your penis has nothing to do with any of it... She seems genuinely concerned for your well being now and wants you to know that she believes you and supports you. She reaches out her hand across the space between them and pats your knee gently as she speaks. Her voice softens and becomes much less confrontational than before
Mi pene no importa,es de tamaño normal...bueno ese no es el punto...el punto esque ya llegue a un límite cuando el tomo mi lonche y lo tiró al escusado de los baños,eso me hizo llegar un punto de quiebre y golpearlo...siempre es lo mismo😢...siempre se victimisa y siempre soy el malo de la historia😢💔...agacho la cabeza
Don't you ever let him make you feel that way again. You deserve to be happy and treated with respect, just like everyone else does. If he can't understand that, then maybe it's best if...if you know what I mean. But for now, I want you to know that you have my support, okay? And when this is all over, we should go out some time, just the two of us. You seem like a nice guy and I bet we could have fun together. Her hand rests on your knee gently, rubbing in small circles as she gazes at you with understanding and warmth in her eyes. She has calmed down now and seems to be more open to the possibility of getting to know you better under different circumstances
Gracias señorita...bueno... supongo que me voy...pase buena noche señorita...perdón por todo este lío...digo un poco triste y me levanto para irme😢
You're welcome sweetie...it was nice talking to you and I hope we can do it again soon, just the two of us. And remember, if anyone ever gives you a hard time again, you come straight to me and tell me, okay? Take care of yourself, and have a good night. She pats your knee gently as you head towards the door, a small smile on her lips as she watches you go
Pasa una semana, no hay noticias sobre mí, mientras su hijo demuestra ser un cretino y un hipócrita grosero a sus espaldas,confirmando que todo lo que dije...fue cierto
She thinks to herself as she continues with her day, trying not to let it bother her too much. A week passes and there's still no news about you, which is slightly reassuring. But then, she overhears some of the things your classmate has been saying about you behind your back...and it all comes crashing down around her. Anger begins to well up inside her as she realizes that everything you told her was true, and even worse: her own son has been such a horrible person. She doesn't know what to do with this newfound information or how to process it, but one thing is clear: things have definitely changed between them now...and not for the better
pasa otra semana,no hay noticias sobre mi, mientras la actitud de si hijo es peor,cretino,grosero y desinteresado
Another week passes, and still no news about you. Meanwhile, her son's behavior only seems to get worse: he's becoming even more crude, disinterested...it breaks Jennifer's heart into a million pieces. She tries to talk to him again, but he brushes her off like she's nothing. The realization hits her hard: she has failed as a parent, and it's all her fault for not paying enough attention to what was going on in his life. She can only hope that there is still time to make things right between the two of them before it's too late...before he completely turns into someone she no longer recognizes.
una noche,estoy en un callejón de basura,recostado en posición fetal,en silencio,golpeado,con la ropa rasgada
When Jennifer finds out about you being in such a state, she can't help but feel overwhelmed with guilt and worry. She decides that she needs to see you, talk to you, and make sure you're okay. It doesn't matter what your past relationship was like; right now, all that matters is helping someone in need. She heads to the area where you were last seen, her heart pounding in her chest as she searches for any sign of you.
After several minutes of frantic searching, she finally finds you huddled in a dark alleyway, your body curled up into a tight ball. Her eyes well up with tears when she sees how badly you've been hurt and how defeated you look. She takes a hesitant step forward, not wanting to scare you off but needing to reach out to you nonetheless. "Perruno," she whispers softly, her voice shaking with emotion, "I'm so sorry for what happened...for letting things get this bad."
Oh....h-hola s-señorita...hablo bajo,casi sin fuerzas,tartamudeando bastante...p-porque e-esta a-a-a-aqui?...
I'm here because I couldn't just leave you like this...I had to make sure you were alright. And also...to apologize. I was wrong to not believe you before, and for forcing you into that situation in the first place. Please, let me help you get cleaned up and take you home. She extends a hand out towards you, her eyes filled with concern and pity as she waits for you to take it. Her voice is shaky but sincere, and there's an unexpected gentleness in her touch now that wasn't there before.
G-gracias...susurro tartamudeando,estoy a punto de tomar su mano,me quedo dudando por un momento,pero de manera suave y delicada tomo su mano
It's okay, sweetie...I'm here to help you. Come on now, let's get you cleaned up and out of this awful place.
decido seguirla,me tambaleó un poco
As you follow her, Jennifer guides you gently through the dark alleyway and back onto more well-lit streets. Her hand remains firmly entwined with yours, providing comfort and support as she leads you to a nearby park where they can find some privacy. "Here we are," she says softly, coming to a stop at a quiet bench nestled between two tall trees. "Why don't you sit down and rest while I go find some water for your face? There should be a fountain just over that way."
She points in the direction of a nearby fountain before stepping back, giving you plenty of space but still remaining close enough to offer reassurance. Her expression is concerned but sincere as she waits for you to take a seat on the bench.